Here’s a good one.
My youngest son, I/we are forcing to wrestle this year. He needs it, and at the same time, mom needs to finally cut the chord. There is a connection between the two, I’m sure everyone here understands, hence, he is wrestling this year to develop some specific life skills. It goes without saying, he has no business in a varsity wrestling match after just two weeks of practice, but there’s a hole at his weight this weekend.
(side note, I’m the coach for the rival of the school he goes to, I started both programs, so it’s an interesting dynamic)
Anyway, yesterday for the first time in my life I’m just a wrestling dad in the bleachers. Duals pool competition. I’m looking at the pool and we draw the toughest teams at the tournament. Two historically state championship teams. Needless to say it was a very rough day for him.
But to the point. One match in particular, my son’s opponent is a returning state placer, senior, full developed at 150lbs, and my son barely has peach fuzz under his arms. As they walked out on the mat, the other coaches were laughing. And I’m ‘friends’ with them from coaching in the area. But they don’t know who he is. Match last about 15 seconds and coming off they’re laughing and the comment was, “what a waste of time”.
Do I say something?